Karate Kids

Yesterday the afternoon kindergarten class pulverized between 85 and 90 flies.

They noted my distress, as I'm not yet used to teaching amid swarms of pestilence, and were surprisingly sympathetic (this particular class is notoriously fond of misbehaving).

Delicate little Natasha started it: she just closed her right palm around a fly, mid-air.

The others caught on, eventually swatting them from the windows, tables, and walls as well.

It was some serious Karate Kid action: eight five-year olds, three or four minutes. The flies never had a chance.

I'm trying to figure out a way to market this into greencards for them, as they are infinitely more cuddly than a roll of fly tape.

betholindo at 7:56 p.m.

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